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Occasion: I wrote this during my first semester of Bible School in 1986. More than likely I was racked with guilt about something I thought I should feel guilty for that probably wasn't all that big a deal. Nevertheless, I like it for it's old fashioned hymn like quality.

Don’t let my heart be hardened,
Don’t let my soul be stone,
But compel me Lord to come to you,
And worship you alone.

Make my life like new, Oh Lord,
Please wash me white as snow,
So I can do what ere you want,
And go where ere you go.

Keep my life in constant check,
So I won’t stray from thee,
Open my ears so I can hear,
And my eyes so I can see.

Help me Lord, to see the pain,
Of others as they cry,
And show those people you’re the one,
Who makes our spirits fly.